As some of you know, I’ve been on a mission to work on my own writing and editing lately so I haven’t had the luxury of time to read anyone else’s work but my own. This makes for one unhappy lover of romance books. Recently, I was lucky enough to meet a very sweet and funny author at the Dreamin’ In Dallas book signing in March. Vicky Dreiling, was sitting next to fellow bloody pen sister, Nikki Duncan. She was signing her debut book, How to Marry a Duke, a regency historical. I had to pick it up. The blurb on the back had a great hook and even if it hadn’t I would have bought Vicki’s book just based on her. She was that endearing.
I love, love, love a great regency but have not read one in a long time. It sat for a while and one day I’d had enough of looking at my own stuff and picked it up. I couldn’t put it down. It had everything I love in a regency historical. An irresistible chemistry between two seemingly unsuitable main characters, (In this case a Duke and his matchmaker) humor, sexual chemistry and a fairy tale like story of shucking society’s rules and letting love conquer all that you know will end with a Grande happily ever after.